high_seas | [Closed] If someone refuses, do the normal thing and make them!

Who: Yu, Izanami, Grell, and later Undertaker
Where: Some back alley
When: Backdated to Friday evening
What: The Bloody Roses need one last crew member. Izanami mentioned her hope representative. Yu wants to stay away and go find his friends then realizes that he's pretty much screwed anyway.
Warnings: Death weirdos, kidnapping.
Style:Any style but I'm starting in prose.
Status: Closed

This was something new for Yu; being alone and without much of a plan. That strange man told everyone that they needed to get off this island by the end of the day tomorrow. But hey, at least he did actually have a boat on reserve, of course going to pay the dealer when he sails in the morning. Perhaps some of his friends or family from home have landed out there somewhere and unable to contact anyone.

Ok, he wasn't totally alone from his world here but she kind of went her own way after seeing each other on the first day. Besides, it was for the best for both of them.

He needed to get ready for tomorrow, which was just sleep. After all, he did have everything on him already except for the ship's supplies. So it was about time to head back to the inn and rest up.

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[She was prepared for this, so his decline won't phase Grell much. She'll just nod and walk off. Guess it's time for Plan B.]

If he told them, what would the chances be of them trying to use it to their advantage? Or it was just Yu being very paranoid. Either way, it kind of made him feel like shit.

"It's rather personal."

And knowing her, not an excuse.

Izanami knew what would happen when Grell started to walk off. She had been hoping to avoid that, but she knew what her roll was now; keep him distracted. She discreetly held up a hand toward the child, a motion to give her a moment as she listened to the click of Grell's heels fading off down the street, before she turned her attention back to the boy.

"You are concerned for your companions, are you not?" she asked, even though she well knew the answer. "Do not believe me so ignorant that I would miss how vital they are to your life."

"That as well." he replied quickly. "I rather not want someone to notice and reply to you being here with a kunai or a folding chair thrown at any vital parts."

While he loves his friends dearly, he didn't want them to suddenly go berserk on the powered down goddess when she hasn't done anything here. There still might be that anger directed towards her because...well, she did try to end the world somewhat.

That... was not an answer Izanami had been expecting, and she found herself at a loss for words. He wanted to keep away from her... to protect her? The thought was difficult for her to process, and her mouth worked, no sound coming out as she struggled to find a way to respond.

"I... appreciate your concern," she finally managed to get out. "However, I must express the same for you."

She folded her hands before her delicately.

"I did promise that you would be allowed to live your lives as you chose," she continued softly. "It would be inappropriate to go back on that promise, lacking in powers or not."

Ah, what a touching moment it was. As they say, though, all good things must come to an end-!

Quite suddenly, as though extending from the shadows themselves, a tall and lanky figure pressed into his back whilst wrapping an arm tightly about his form. Clamping one hand tightly over his mouth, with a nicely folded cloth therein with an odor pungent yet sweet, his hold would remain firm until the boy ceased his struggling and lost consciousness.

"Sh, shhh. Relax, lad, I only wish to put you in one of my coffins... Ehe."

Sorrynotsorry, Yu.

Edited 2013-10-01 01:52 (UTC)

He thought this was going to be a civil conversation, thinking that they would be in agreement about this arrangement. Both would be civil but keep their distance, for both of their sakes. Yu wasn't expecting someone to suddenly pop up from behind, grab him and try to knock him out.

The coffin line was also not helping either.

And boy did Yu struggle, trying to get himself out from the strange man's grasp. At first he tried to reach for the dagger he kept hidden in his jacket but the hold made him mostly unable to move his arms that far. The only other idea he had was to try and call for his persona. With the little movement he had, he tried calling the Fool but the card never showed up.

He couldn't hear Izanagi...or even feel him. It was like part of his soul was locked away and he couldn't explain why.

Izanami let out a faint noise, surprised that Undertaker had been able to move that quietly. She likely would not have even noticed had she not known it was coming. After a moment, he let out a soft sigh, her gaze truly regretful as Yu struggled against whatever Undertaker was using on him.

"...forgive me, child," she said softly. "I was not going to accept 'no' as an answer."

There was only one thought that went through his mind right now: it was a setup. He should've figured that for someone who surrounded themselves in a fog of deceit wouldn't be good to trust. If there was one expression that summed up how badly he was hurt and how he was stupid to even consider placing his trust in her...

...it would be that narrowed glare, almost piercing straight through the goddess. Whatever chance he may have had trying to be nice to her, it was off.

Whatever was on that cloth, Yu was having a hard time staying awake and losing this particular battle. His body wasn't used to being unable to summon his familiars and couldn't hold up against the attack. Under the cloth, they could hear something like 'dammit' under his breath before his body went limp.

"Nice touch~!" Grell appeared suddenly behind Izanami, arms crossed as she watched Yu fall limp. "You should thank Undertaker for not using more force."

Because she would have.

Izanami did not reply immediately, her hands clasped tightly before her. She had seen the boy give her glares like that often enough during their confrontation; when she struck at his friends, when she dragged them down into death. Why was it this time it make her chest tighten and a feeling she could not describe settle in the pit of her stomach? She was not used to such things, and it was... unsettling.

Abruptly, she spun on her heal, walking off quickly.

"Let us be away from here," she finally said. "Our deadline to be off this island fast approaches."

Undertaker would watch after Izanami a bit curiously, after such a reaction. It certainly wasn't one that he would have expected, considering that the idea had been her own. He could only figure that she had feelings for the boy.

Looking to Grell, he only raised one draping sleeve in a shrug, mouth quirked off to the side in clear dismissal, before slinging the young man over his shoulder.

"Force brings about a quick solution, but it's much less amusing, don't you think?" He quipped to the fellow reaper in passing.

As Izanami walked by briskly, Grell simply looked on at her, wondering what her deal was. Did she not like the way they handled her boyfriend?

Representative. Same thing.

"If she wanted a different outcome, then she should have had a different plan." She shrugged as well, walking with them. "A good chase would have done some good." For whom was the vital point.

To Grell's first point, he would just make a dismissive sort of sound with a flap of his sleeve. "Women are notoriously indecisive creatures, as you know," he'd chuckle playfully.

"Aaah, but perhaps you're right, I'll keep that in mind for next time . . . "

Edited 2013-10-06 00:43 (UTC)

[Closed] If someone refuses, do the normal thing and make them!

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